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A Through the Wood and White.

tpu 01 Feb 2019 Tag: Winter 0 comments, leave your own..

Urđr calls to me
like fire, in a dream
through the wood and white.

Her face, as black smoke, crawling
over the reach and pine peaks.

She stands, wading
the blaze, sapping the flame
of its' warmth and light.

Deeds, joy and meaning, empty,
side by side we watch them die.

Valor, victory
valhalla, obsolete.

Look away, all-father.

All is none, tonight.
It is to Hel, I go..
through the wood and white.

Words: 74 / Updated: 01 Feb 2019 / © Copyright

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